Lyrics:
[Keith Murray] (DJ Clue)
Yeah, what up, yo it's Mr. Keith Murray
The Lyrical Lexicon, the matador metaphor (NEW SHIT)
Wit my niggas Redman
but don't know what to say
So DJ KRS has come to show dem the way
I always call you females by your name, not "Hey!"
Cause "Hey" will only make a real
So DJ KRS has come to show dem the way
I always call you females by your name, not "Hey!"
Cause "Hey" will only make a real woman turn away
Unless
worth more than gold"
The game sick
This is medicine in the form of flows
No chips for the timid
The fortune's only for the bold
Knew I'll be that nigga
there's a God above me
I'm just the God of everything else
I put holes in everything else
"New God Flow," fuck everything else
Supreme dope dealer (Woo!)
chicks and get some digit's
And the DJ's playing them hit's
"Oh, this my jam! This my shit!
We don't know a word to a verse
All we know is the chorus
of colors
Intertwined
A Different shade of color black
In what was life before mine
I'm paying homage and respect
To all my djs on the set
All my pro mcs
"Fuck yo, we gotta get this fuckin' loot, baby
We gotta get this loot
Yo back in the, yo remember back in the days
When shit, everything was all
[Incomprehensible] back alleys burnin' backwoods in Danelis
Or he probably wit Kweli, out in BK, we make it easy for the Djs
Like instant replays, conversation by
Heavy D, Left Eye
Kriss Kross, Kid n Play dancing all night
I was raised by the Rap Gods/ raised by the rap gods
I was raised by the Rap Gods/ raised by
niggas doin drive-by's with my ashes in the car
are-A-S, H20 liquifyin you assets
Repo your flow even in (prepo letho?)
Straight outta Aruba, lampin with
than your video
Fuck a sadiddy ho
This that rap city flow, hit Flex
Let the city know, shit
By time you hear this
A nigga will be up on Arsenio
And I got
the pattern and the style
To Supercat weh lyrics just a flow like river Nile
Haffi big up all the sound dem that been doing it for a while
King Jammys
I teach facts something like a pro lesson
Professional professor flow let you know
Gotta get the gold gotta get the gold
Fore you fold
Gotta keep ya
some chicks and get some digits
And the DJ's playing them hits
Oh this my jam, this my shit
We don't know a word to a verse
All we know is the chorus
prepared around here
You know everything that glitters ain't gold
You ho getting pimped by niggaz you don't know
That's whoa, watch out for cars that move
locked and don't know, dough flow your way"
Alright okay, I'm feelin' you, common
It's like the A to B to the C, it's easy as 1, 2, 3
DJ, Hi-Tek y'all
DJ Noodles! Mr 305 checking in!
Doing what I do best (Ha Ha Ha)
You know what that is, right?
Jumping on the track and letting the world
Know what it
Guess-V, in a special way (special way)
But everyday
{Go ahead den}
"It's no way we can rock after them" <-- Black Thought
** scratched by DJ Tracks **
a world shot full of viruses, see
Tell me
How'd y'all stay alive?
Everyone of y'all
Depending on this so called man
For everything you got comes from
and every DJ nigga got a spin
When we fuck up everything in the building, all of a sudden, nigga got a whole lot again
Give me one more line, OG, one more
Mountains in the distance as we drive by Tamar Rose
And everything's a little bit special here
And everything's a little bit sweeter here
Town of Gold
Far
Why'all think that I'm done, Run don't got no flow?
What is you loco? I'm grande gato pa-po
Run and Bo, D.M.C. and Fat Joe
Fo' cats on the same track got
(ow)
When you're headed for them
Gold and silver circles (on the road)
Independent, you ain't gotta go commercial
(yeah I know) , no
Blessed by all
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